Blackfeather Woods look into a mirror and see yourself, unfamiliar and intruded upon

Silver eyes could piece her together like the brightest constellation of them all. Canis Major, and there is Sirius. The brightest star, her lovely touch. Her words echoed throughout as they shattered her imagery. Constellations fell from the sky as she fixed her gaze upon her real form. Fur, flesh, life in motion.

Take... Take what? Take who? Me. Take...me. She would move to rise to all fours. A feeble thing she was. For a heartbeat or two she would stand before she swayed. Rear met the earth as she leaned against a cavern wall.

She could make it out here. She could, she could. She would.